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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Canoeing Iron Canyon Reservoir, Shasta County, CA

We had a pretty mild 2012/2013 winter in CA but the spring
has been equally mild and kept the snow pack in the Sierras (limited as it is
this year) from melting. All of a sudden in the end of April and 1st
week of May the weather turned and the high-country began to give up its stored
melt-water and the lakes began to fill.

Without actually having eyes on the lakes it’s difficult to
ascertain when this begins to occur. You can try calling marinas, if they exist
at the lake you are interested in, or you can try calling Ranger Stations, if
you can get someone on the phone who has a pulse but neither of those methods
are particularly reliable. I use an online resource provided by the California Data Exchange
Center to track water
levels in the lakes I am looking to visit http://cdec.water.ca.gov/cgi-progs/staSearch(select the radio button for “Station ID/Name” and enter the name of the lake
in question).

I’ve had my eye on Iron Canyon Reservoir for a couple of
years now. Iron Canyon
is in Eastern Shasta County
and is rather remote. It’s a 25mi drive SE of Lake McCloud (which I visited
last spring – CLICK HERE) and 22mi North of the intersection of Big Bend Rd. &
CA 299 (Intersection is 37mi East of Redding). The lake sits at 2,660’ altitude
and was created in 1965 when PG&E erected an earthen dam impounding Iron
Canyon Creek and feeds the James Black Powerhouse which incidentally is one of
the larger hydroelectric plants in PG&E’s system.

Iron
Canyon is widely reported
to be an excellent trout fishery and its remote nature provided the mix of
minimal crowds and fishing opportunity that I was looking for and with a
favorable weather forecast for the weekend I was off with one of my dogs for a
weekend of camping, canoeing and fishing.

As previously mentioned, Guinness my 3yr old Bullmastiff
came from a bad situation. He’s been with us a year now and though he’s made
great strides he is still very leery of all men, including me. I wanted to set
up a situation where just he and I were in an unfamiliar situation to hopefully
build some trust. The island in the center of Iron Canyon
seemed like a great place to attempt this as he’d be free to roam a bit, but
couldn’t wander too far and wouldn’t have the opportunity to chase after any
wild game.

The drive up from Mountain
View was simple if a bit long at ~5hrs. The last
portion, from the town of Big Bend
to the lake, was a bit dicey as the lumbering operations in the area are in
full swing. Beware of log trucks on the road on weekdays and the road is rather
beat up. No worries if you drive an SUV or pickup, but be careful if you are in
a regular car, there are some rather substantial holes in the pavement and some
bumps that you can easily bottom out on.

We arrived at the lake just before 10am, loaded the canoe
and headed out across the glassy lake to the island. One of the first
observations was the steepness of the banks around most of the main body of the
lake. There are areas in the five arms with areas amenable to an easy landing,
but the main body has relatively few. If you are looking to camp along the
shore, focus your search for a spot in one of the arms of the lake, this will
also serve to provide you a bit more shelter from afternoon winds. The island
too has only a couple of spots where one can easily land and unload a canoe or
kayak and locating one we made a landing and walked around the island and found
the only flat spot on it at the top. The lake levels at Iron Canyon
were very low last year which probably kept people away and it looked as if it
had been at least two years since anyone had camped there. There was a fair
amount of wind-fallen branches on the ground, and a few larger limbs and small
trees that crossed the “path” to the camp site at the summit of the island. Whomever
the last camper was, they left a six pack worth of empty Natty Light cans and
an empty Southern Comfort bottle…..I guess dirtbags drink cheap booze. I packed your
trash out for you…..jerk.

Because the lake is a power generation resource the water
levels can and do fluctuate. The water dropped ~3’ on Friday then steadily rose
~12’ over Saturday and through noon on Sunday. The effect of the fluctuation is
the banks are damp and muddy which makes loading & unloading a canoe or
kayak a sometimes difficult affair. Additionally, you ought to tie off your
boat at night lest you get a distant look at it resting on a bank that you aren’t
standing on. Not a huge concern but something to be aware of while you are
there, and a reason to note the storage level trend on the aforementioned CDEC
website before you depart.

I spent most of the middle of the day clearing off the
sticks and limbs so there was room for my tent and so I could easily walk
around, set up camp, filtered enough water for the weekend, cleaned out and
rebuilt the fire pit and processed a good sized pile of firewood. The weather
was pretty warm all weekend though and I didn’t even start a fire the second
night so if you are the next person to camp there, enjoy the firewood I left
you.

Guinness approves of the tidied up camp site.

I did build a small campfire the first night....didn't keep it going long though as it was pretty warm.

The breeze kicked up through the middle of the day so I wasn’t
missing out on any fishing but around 4pm the lake glassed off again so Guinness
and I hopped in the canoe and set off to try to avail ourselves of a few of the
Iron Canyon trout population.

There is a reason why the activity is called “fishing” and
not “catching fish”…..it’s because the latter is not assured. There were four
groups of people that I saw on the lake all weekend that were fishing and
nobody was catching anything to speak of. I suspect that the recent huge
increase in the lake level (from 30% capacity to 90% in a couple of weeks)
combined with the Oak Worm hatch being in full effect conspired to keep the
fish either from feeding or well fed on the worms blowing into the lake. Either
way, I got skunked. Tried every lure in my tackle box, tried wet flies, dry
flies, night crawlers and even…..ugh….”Powerbait”. One “bite” all weekend.

Guinness judging me on this whole fishing thing.

In no way though did that sour the weekend. The weather was
fantastic, the lake was glassy every day except for a mild breeze from about
12:00 to 4:00pm and I was able to spend a solid 3 days with Guinness. We saw a
ton of wildlife as well (some photos below) including Bald Eagles, Osprey, Canada
Geese, Merganser, Otter, Deer and a Black Bear Sow with two cubs. Couldn't get the camera out in time to catch the Raptors or Bears but did catch the deer and a few other things.

I definitely plan on returning to Iron Canyon
later in the year. The fishing is “supposed to be” too good to write it off
based on one bad weekend. As you can see in the photos, the place is beautiful
and despite heavy lumbering activity in the area you can't see any evidence of it from the lake (subject to change of course) and its remote nature keeps the crowds low.

1 comment:

Thanks for the writeup. My wife and I are thinking we might head up to Iron Canyon Res and this helps. Wish there was a way to email you directly as I have some questions about camping with a travel trailer somewhere down near the water. Possible? If so, how accessible is it?

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My name is True Tourtillott. I'm 44 and married to Kathy who is the greatest lady ever. I'm dog lover, a cook, a huge San Francisco Giants fan and I'm into cycling, hunting, fishing and canoeing. My political interests lean toward the conservative/libertarian side of things. This blog will be reflective of those interests.